I dropped ball
Had to pick it up
I dropped ball
Had to pick it up
I dropped ball
Had to pick it up
Had to pick it up
Had to pick it up
Aye, aye, aye
I dropped ball hadda pick it up
The water falls so I had to clean it up
Living for the G had to run it up
Fallin' like Proverbs 24
Had to get it up had to get it up
Yeah forget the past ways so I had a mass change
Shoot a couple scripts at his foot I think I misranged
Started turning over leafs like a new page
To the real lane, this the real lane
Satan on my block yeah had to switch lanes
Mink mink mink mink he gon' feel pain
So I turned to God, thats a real man
Thats a real man, thats a real man
Hoppin' in the benz that's a benzo
You running till to the end man thats a race though
Stay livin' this life you can't hate though
Shootin' all my shot at satan like its 8 ball
Ima lay these verses at his feet
Yeah yeah he gon' fall
Every time I hear him speak
Yeah yeah ima ball
Every time I feel the heat
Yeah yeah Ima jog
And every time I feel him creep
But we gon run it back
Yeah he gon feel wrath yeah he gon feel the wrath
Yeah cuz its a wrap yeah wrap yeah
Try to take me out yeah like its pac man
So I run him over yeah call him flat man
Satan on my block yeah had to switch lanes
Mink mink mink mink he gon' feel pain
So I turned to God thats a real man
Thats a real man thats a real man
I dropped ball
Had to pick it up
I dropped ball
Had to pick it up
I dropped ball
Had to pick it up
Had to pick it up
Aye, aye